“I assume Yaru told you who I was,” Keaton said when I arrived at his table, saving me the trouble of trying to open the conversation myself. For a bachelor so young, he appeared to have plenty of confidence. Before I left my table, I didn’t take long to drink most of the drink, and now I could feel a warm fuzziness spreading through me. Perhaps relaxing a smidgen was exactly what I needed.“He might have,” I replied, stopping far enough away I could keep an eye on the other two women with him in my peripheral vision.“Either he did or he didn’t.” His eyes flicked with fire.I let a small smile flash across my face again, but didn’t answer.“Aren’t you going to introduce yourself?”I tilted my head to the side slightly, studying him as if I was considering his words and if I wanted to obey them.“Auralia,” I said, dragging the syllables out.“Well, Auralia, you’re bold.”“More… curious.”“Curiosity killed the cat.”“Haven’t you heard? I’m a resurrected.”He let out a barking laugh, his
As I walked over to the men, I did my best to look graceful, smiling at anyone who caught my eye, but I still felt strange. How had I gone from lifeless on a bed to strolling through a room full of people, wearing almost nothing but a form of advanced body paint?“Oh my, that’s an interesting look. Perhaps we could find somewhere a little more secluded and I could get a closer look at your flowers,” a man said, blindsiding me as he stepped out in front. My jaw dropped as he reached out a hand, ready to slip it around my waist. I couldn’t check my momentum in time, getting far closer than I wanted before I could stop.His fingers reached lower while my brain tried to catch up.“I’m sorry,” I said, sounding far smaller and more timid than I wanted. “I’m still veiled.”“Oh.” It was as if I’d slapped him. He recoiled, withdrawing his arms and putting distance between us. “I thought you were fair game. I apologise.”“That’s okay,” I replied, feeling my cheeks flush. This seemed to relax him
By the time we were back at Daniel's Court, I was exhausted. The sky was beginning to lighten, the night gone entirely. My feet hurt as I stepped out of Yaru’s bubble car, making me wince.“You’ll get used to it,” Yaru said as he followed me. “The long days get easier.”“I hope so,” I replied, desperate to be alone in my room. I wanted to cry, the tears already threatening to fall if I thought about my day too much, but I wasn’t safe yet. I wasn’t sheltered.I was inside before I remembered Daniel’s words the night before. He’d want to see me. I couldn’t run away and hide just yet.Yaru padded along beside me, neither of us speaking. There wasn’t anything else to say. We’d talked over my night in the car on the way back. He’d done nothing but praise me and give me some tips on how to keep Bernice at bay. I still had a lot of work to do to seduce enough men before my unveiling, however.Now I was about to find out what Daniel thought.Yaru stayed with me as we traipsed through the corri
Coming closer to the door revealed one of the courtesans I'd seen the day before. She was held backwards over the bottom of the stairs, her arms restrained by one of the security guards as the other gripped her thighs, his trousers and boxers pooled around his feet. Tears fell from her eyes as she was being used, evidently in pain both emotional and physical.Gulping, I froze to the spot. My heart broke for her as the guard sped up his thrusts, reaching his climax. As he rammed into her for the final time, she let out a small cry. I finally managed to tear myself away, my stomach threatening to expel what little food I'd eaten that day.“There, Belle,” I heard the guard say behind me. “Told you to just let me get on with it. Now hold still and Rich here can have his turn.”I stopped, horrified at what I'd just heard. Did I go back and try to help her? Was there anything I could even do? A scuffle made my decision for me.“Jeremy, you idiot, she's getting away,” another voice yelled. A
It turned out that the ‘not long’ Mhairi had told me about was still over two hours, a lotion needed to soak through the body paint and stop it adhering to the skin. It then had to be carefully covered in a sort of plastic substance and the whole lot peeled slowly off. When Mhairi was done there were over ten pieces of plastic, each labelled for the body part they related to, and I stood as naked and vulnerable as I'd begun the day.I let out yet another big yawn, more than ready to sleep, the day's ups and downs almost a hazy memory.“Remember to put the chair back once I'm gone,” Mhairi said, going to the door.“Do you really think they'll try again tonight?”“Oh, no, they'll have gone back to Belle. The other courtesans won't be happy, though.”“Right,” I said, wondering just how many threats a person could keep safe against.“They don't like the special treatment you're getting. Or that I'm the one Daniel asked to help you.”“Jealousy and insecurity. An ugly combination,” I replied
I tried my best to relax as I sat near Tomichii in his relaxation room. Nearby, I could hear the moans of another courtesan as she lay backwards over a table, a man burying himself over and over again inside her.We'd been here since lunchtime, Yaru not wasting any time in reminding me Tomichii was still the most overtly interested person to come to my unveiling. Besides the other resurrected, anyway. Yaru hadn't brought him up again so neither had I.“Tired?” Tomichii asked when I failed to stifle a yawn. I saw Yaru's eyebrows raise. Apparently appearing tired was a big no-no, something he'd mentioned on the drive over when I'd told him of my night full of adventures.“A little,” I replied, doing my best to look sheepish and apologetic. “I confess I didn't sleep very well last night. I was too excited.”“Oh, really? And what could have caused that?”“I was thinking about coming back here. You have a wonderful building here, especially the garden. And...” I pretended to be embarrassed,
The thought of dinner continued to be a pleasant one, until I walked into the room. Normally being on Tomichii's arm was a delight, but then I spotted Bernice. Her eyes were already on me as she sat between two men. Her grin said everything. A cat with all the cream.And there was one more surprise. Kioshi.The surly businessman sat near one end of the table, a drink in one hand, listening to the person next to him, another serious-looking Asian man in a well-tailored suit. It was towards this end of the table that Tomichii led me first.I was introduced to the guests, one by one, each of them bowing as they heard my name. I returned the gesture on hearing theirs and gave a slight bow whenever any of them complimented the painted design I wore. I knew Mhairi should have been getting the credit, but the conversations never allowed me to sing her praises.It was quickly clear that I was mostly there to listen and look pretty. Eventually, Tomichii had engaged everyone in conversation exce
“Thank you, Courtesan,” Kioshi said when I'd answered every question of his. Before I could respond, he got to his feet.“I must go now, but I hope someday we can repeat this.”“I'd love that,” I said, both disappointed he was leaving and pleased he wanted to speak to me again.I voiced neither as he walked away, merely sighing and letting my eyes wander back to the scenery around me. For almost an hour I'd forgotten where I was, focused solely on him.Not long after he left I got up and wandered out into the garden further. It was beautiful, and the wind blowing gently in the trees was calming. Once again I marvelled at how little I was feeling the cold. The paint must somehow act like a layer of clothing.“Well, I knew you'd charm Tomichii,” Yaru said, appearing at my side. “But even I didn't expect you to get Kioshi talking.”“He wanted me to help him perfect his technology.”“Oh, I think he was considering more than that,” Yaru replied, his eyes lighting up.“You saw everything the
Walking along in the garden almost at the top of Tomichii and Kioshi’s building, I sighed. I was done with my regular appointments for the day, and Edward had indulged me in a moment to walk among the plants and stars. I tried to calm myself. It had been a full-on day, and I’d just said goodbye to a man called Ferg, a businessman who was a good friend of Tomichii’s and now one of my regulars.Deciding to accept his request had been a hard thing to do. I didn’t doubt that Tomichii would realize I was sleeping with them both. And I knew it would hurt him a little, something I didn’t want to cause at all. Of all my companions, he was one of my favorites. But I’d not been able to afford to say no.I had several regular companions now. My schedule was almost full each day, especially on Thursdays and Fridays. The most frustrating thing, however, was how little financial progress I was making. Despite Daniel’s attempt to introduce me to wealthier men, and Mhairi’s help at her club, I had nee
The waiter pointed out the guests we wanted on one side of the room, standing in a circle by what looked like a fireplace except for the lack of heat one so large would create. Keaton then led me up to them.Heads turned as I noticed an interesting mix of people. Some of the women in the room were dressed more normally, almost conservatively, including two we were heading towards. But just over half of the women were clearly courtesans, although again, they were wearing more clothing and were more restrained. No one was having sex out in the open, or being anywhere near as lewd.I, on the other hand, was wearing nothing but paint. For a moment I wanted to run from the room and cover myself up, but then I reminded myself that Keaton had chosen me for this task. He wasn’t a fool. If I should have been dressed differently he’d have had me put something else on while in the car on the way here instead of screwing me as swiftly as possible.As we reached the circle of people, it opened natu
The following day seemed to arrive quickly, even Daniel wishing me luck as I headed to the club to join Keaton. Mhairi had helped me put on the design he’d requested, touching it up where it had stretched, chipped, or faded a bit, and then I’d grabbed breakfast on the way, too late to eat it before I left the court.I felt a little nervous as I went into the club and hurried across the dance floor. Giving out invitations seemed to be an important task and I wanted to get it right.“Don’t fret,” Edward said as he pulled the door to the stairs open for me. “He’ll make it clear how formal he wants you to be. And everyone loves you.”I sighed and tried to smile, but I don’t think I was very convincing, as Edward opened the final door for me too.“You’ll be perfect,” he whispered.“There you are,” Keaton said a fraction of a second later, drawing everyone’s attention to me.“Sorry I kept you waiting,” I replied, although I knew I wasn’t late. I thought I saw Erin smirk, however, as I came c
“Finally, the leash,” Dante said, pulling it out of his pocket and handing it to Keaton. As Keaton looked up, Dante stopped staring at me.I exhaled, trying not to show my instant fear at the idea of being on a leash of some kind. Was I truly going to be subjected to that? It was clear the answer was yes, as Keaton didn’t even hesitate to clip it to the ring on the back of my neck. He gave it a little tug, the movement tugging on my throat. I swallowed, feeling the tightness on my neck as I did.“There,” he said, stepping back but holding the loop on the other end of the leash in his hand. “Perfect.”Trying not to let any other emotion show, I smiled and waited for everyone to finish admiring me. While Eric and Trey wandered over to also get a closer look, all four men now ogling, I tried to remind myself that I was naked all the time. That these men had seen and touched it all before. Still, I felt self-conscious.“What do you think?” I asked as I slowly turned on the spot, genuinely
As I hurried out to my car, still munching on a piece of toast, Edward appeared.“Another day on the job, princess,” he replied, taking a bite out of the toast I still held. I frowned at him, trying to look annoyed, but I knew Edward would never let me go really hungry and would willingly return the favor later if he had something I was hungry for.“Yup, another day, another four hours with Keaton,” I replied. I tried to stifle a yawn. Two weeks had passed since I’d had an introduction meeting with many men at a racetrack and Mhairi had made me realize I wasn’t seeing all my messages. Now I spent a good chunk of my journey times, and a little more time in the evenings and on my day off, replying to messages.Lord Logan had finally sent me a message. He’d given me a set of shares in some kind of horse racing company. There had been some kind of dig at how I’d lost money to almost every horse, but Daniel had seemed pleased with it. I’d thanked the wealthy aristocrat but had no other mess
By the time I was let up off the floor and sofas, several hours had passed, some of the men had even left, and there was a large pile of credit tokens in my purse. I was a little sore, but I’d had a few orgasms of my own to take the edge off, some of the men genuinely enjoying giving me a little pleasure too. As I got up I noticed Lord Logan still staring, and I suspected he had been sitting alone at the bar by himself the whole time.Hoping I was doing the right thing, I walked slowly up to him, our gazes locked.“You’ve been very quiet and distant. Do you not want to come join in?” I asked.“I’m not particularly interested in exhibiting myself to a room full of men I only half like,” he replied, his accent Eastern European. I tried not to show my surprise, but came a little closer, to see if his body language would change.“Would you like to find somewhere quieter?”He chuckled. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Have one of the richest men in the city become a regular schmuck, paying t
“I hope we haven’t kept you gentlemen waiting long,” I said when it was clear no one else was going to say anything and Daniel was already looking to me.“Only long enough for Quentin here to bore us with his opinions on the next thoroughbred I should buy,” the duke replied.“I’m afraid I know very little about horses,” I said. “Do you own many?”Lord Logan laughed but didn’t give me an answer.“He owns about twenty horses,” Sir McKythe said, his Scottish accent only faint; clearly not a place he spent much time. “And three racetracks. He also employs numerous jockeys.”“And I own three, and they do very badly, but I adore them and shan’t be buying any more,” the duke declared, lifting his glass.“To sentimental purchasing,” Sir McKythe declared, also lifting his drink. I raised mine as well, more than happy to bring sentimentality into it. It might just find me a regular.It was already clear Lord Logan wasn’t very impressed. As the duke congratulated me on my recent record-breaking u
I tried to take several deep breaths to keep calm as Daniel looked me over. On his instruction I was wearing my most elegant painted outfit, complete with an accessory he’d loaned me, a gorgeous necklace, anklet and bracelet set with gemstones that matched the color of the design so perfectly I was almost ready to ask if they’d been made for me.“There,” he said. “You look almost perfect. Now, come,” he said, taking my arm and placing it through his before he rested my lower arm on top and clasped my hand gently.It was purely for aesthetics, but he also seemed delighted to have me on his arm. Daniel himself was looking smarter than I’d ever seen him in a suit, the cut tailored to his body with perfection. My jaw had dropped when I’d seen him, but he’d ignored my reaction.“Where are we going?” I asked as he led me through the court’s corridors and down the front stairs. He grinned, but didn’t answer.We’d only reached the bottom when I saw a couple of other courtesans waiting there, a
Everything I tried showed this area of the city marked as separate for some reason or denied me the names and addresses of people nearby so I couldn’t even trick it into taking me somewhere only a few meters away.As the bubble car floated into an area that wasn’t separated out and was only a few blocks from Tomichii and Kioshi’s office, the options all appeared again. My fingers hovered over the stop button, but as I looked over the map to see if I could work out where to go back to help, I realized I’d been so focused on how I could stop the car to help that I’d neglected to pay attention to anything else.Feeling like I’d somehow entirely failed at a test in life to see what kind of person I was, but aware I had no idea what else I could have done, I sat where I was and let the car take me the rest of my journey. The last thing I’d seen filled my head, a frightened young woman accosted by two men.It only took a few more minutes and then I was standing in the elevator of Tomichii an